The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of MDCXXIII, with Various Readings from All the Editions and All the Commentators, Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, and an Essay Upon the Genius, Volum 10Little, Brown, 1861 |
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Pàgina 15
... never could have written thus ; and our difficulty is cleared up by finding that the quarto of 1599 reads as follows ; all the words in brackets having been omitted from the text of the previous edition , accidentally beyond a doubt ...
... never could have written thus ; and our difficulty is cleared up by finding that the quarto of 1599 reads as follows ; all the words in brackets having been omitted from the text of the previous edition , accidentally beyond a doubt ...
Pàgina 49
... never find what names the writing person hath here writ . I must to the learned : in good time . Enter BENVOLIO and ROMEO . Ben . Tut , man ! one fire burns out another's burning , One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish ; Turn giddy ...
... never find what names the writing person hath here writ . I must to the learned : in good time . Enter BENVOLIO and ROMEO . Ben . Tut , man ! one fire burns out another's burning , One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish ; Turn giddy ...
Pàgina 50
... never die , Transparent heretics , be burnt for liars . One fairer than my love ! the all - seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun . Ben . Tut ! you saw her fair , none else being by , Herself pois'd with herself in ...
... never die , Transparent heretics , be burnt for liars . One fairer than my love ! the all - seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun . Ben . Tut ! you saw her fair , none else being by , Herself pois'd with herself in ...
Pàgina 52
... never shall forget it , Of all the days of the year , upon that day , For I had then laid wormwood to my dug , Sitting in the sun under the dove - house wall : My lord and you were then at Mantua . Nay , I do bear a brain : - but , as I ...
... never shall forget it , Of all the days of the year , upon that day , For I had then laid wormwood to my dug , Sitting in the sun under the dove - house wall : My lord and you were then at Mantua . Nay , I do bear a brain : - but , as I ...
Pàgina 53
... never should forget it : " Wilt thou not , Jule ? quoth he ; And , pretty fool , it stinted , and said " Ay . " La . Cap . Enough of this : I pray thee , hold thy peace . Nurse . Yes , madam . Yet I cannot choose but laugh , To think it ...
... never should forget it : " Wilt thou not , Jule ? quoth he ; And , pretty fool , it stinted , and said " Ay . " La . Cap . Enough of this : I pray thee , hold thy peace . Nurse . Yes , madam . Yet I cannot choose but laugh , To think it ...
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The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of ..., Volum 10 William Shakespeare,Richard Grant White Visualització completa - 1862 |
The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of ..., Volum 10 William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1883 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 440 - The effect, and it. Come to .my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes ; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold ! Great Glamis ! worthy Cawdor ! Enter MACBETH.
Pàgina 379 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection...
Pàgina 362 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause, and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's , to him I say , that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Pàgina 443 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Pàgina 447 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight .' or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable 40 As this which now I draw.
Pàgina 57 - O ! then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Pàgina 367 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii. — Look, in this place ran Cassius...
Pàgina 447 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one...
Pàgina 443 - He's here in double trust ; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed : then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Pàgina 379 - By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection : I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me : was that done like Cassius...